Old Zhou's gaze drifted over, and when he saw Ye Youyou, he seemed to smile gently.
But soon, he looked away and looked at Wang Zhuang, saying, "Do you have any cigarettes?"
Wang Zhuang sneered and waved his hand. The person following her immediately came up, took out a pack of cigarettes and took out one.
But Lao Zhou was very rude. He glanced down and then snatched the whole pack of cigarettes.
The girl following behind Wang Zhuang was a little confused and subconsciously looked at Wang Zhuang.
Wang Zhuang saw her expression and sneered at her, saying, "Look at your lack of ability. Can't you give me a pack of cigarettes, Sister Zhou?"
The girl immediately lowered her head and said, "I dare not."
Wang Zhuang reached out and patted the woman's arm, saying, "Call me Sister Zhou from now on. Sister Zhou will protect you and you will have everything you want."
Old Zhou lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, grinning.
Holding the cigarette between his fingers, Lao Zhou blew out a long puff of smoke and said, "Why are you being polite? From now on, remember to bring me a set of delicious food, fun things, and things that are easy to get along with and easy to bully. I, Lao Zhou, recognize you as my sister."
Wang Zhuang seemed very happy and said, "Of course. With our current friendship, there is no need for such politeness. However, I have discovered a particularly interesting woman these days."
"Oh? What does it look like?"
"She's a prostitute, arrested and sent to labor camp during the crackdown on pornography. She has a big ass and big boobs, a melon-seed face and white skin. She's a high-class prostitute." Wang Zhuang also lit a cigarette, smiled greedily, and moved his men next to him, saying, "Go and catch that prostitute and let Sister Zhou have a look."
Old Zhou was obviously interested and his eyes swept through the crowd.
Such conversations make people feel a little creepy.
Lao Zhou and Wang Zhuang are both women of size, and both have their hair shaved into a buzz cut.
He has a flat body and a somewhat fierce look.
If they were not in a women's prison, it would be difficult for outsiders to associate them with the word "women".
Many people have begun to consciously avoid it. Ye Youyou turned around and walked towards the corner.
Soon, the high-quality chicken that Wang Zhuang mentioned was caught.
It seemed as if he was caught suddenly and looked a little scared.
But when he saw it was Wang Zhuang, he had to force a smile on his face and said, "Wang... Sister Wang, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Ye Youyou looked at her and found that she did have a very good figure.
She has a curvy figure and a tall stature.
Her face looks very delicate, but it looks rather stereotyped, and you can tell at first glance that she has had plastic surgery.
It's actually not a good look to smile at this moment.
But Lao Zhou's eyes stopped directly on her big breasts and said, "They are really nice. Come here and let me touch them."
The woman was somewhat reluctant, but under Wang Zhuang's threatening gaze, she still went forward.
Lao Zhou's hand was very rude. He reached directly above her collar and grabbed it hard.
Just this grab made his brows furrow deeply.
He immediately withdrew his hand, and then slapped him in the face with his backhand.
The woman whose breasts were grabbed was stunned and took a few steps back.
Lao Zhou spat fiercely and said, "I'm not here to play with the salt water bag!"
The woman covered her face with her hands, her face twisted with anger.
But he didn't dare to say anything and shrank aside.
"I don't like this kind of stuff, but are there any pregnant women here recently? I've never played with a pregnant woman in my thirties."
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"What does it feel like to have sex with your uncle?"
"accurate!"
"Hmm? Then I'll give you a good time?"
(End of this chapter)